"Sensual Family Nights" - читать интересную книгу автора (Seymour Frank)

CHAPTER THREE

Janet froze for an instant, her tongue sticking to the roof of her mouth. Then she remembered her nakedness, and looked down in reflex to see that her belly and legs were grass-stained, and wet with the juices of fucking. Her mind worked furiously, trying to come up with words to say. She decided to brazen it out.

"Saw what?" she said, tossing her hair as she went to the cupboard for a tumbler. She came back to the work table and poured milk for herself.

"I saw you," said Liz.

"And what do you think we were doing?"

"Screwing. If Papa caught you, he'd kick your ass black and blue. Darryl's too."

"Don't use bad language," Janet said, automatically, forgetting the words she had called out in the throes of her passion. "How long were you watching, snoop?"

"From the beginning. I was comin' out to tell you I was home when Darryl started wiggling through the hedge." She giggled. "He looked silly, stalking you like a cat after a bird. Except you didn't try to fly away."

"Okay, you saw us. So what?"

"Is that all you're gonna say?"

"What do you want? Do you expect me to fall on my knees and beg you not to tell Papa? So we fooled around-big deal. You play with yourself-I see you almost every morning, when you wake up early and think I'm still sleeping. I've seen you playing around with Lea, too, but did I ever say anything about it?"

Liz cocked her head. "What you did wasn't fooling around-it was for real. He stuck his thing right into you! Didn't it hurt?"

"So that's it-you're jealous!" She laughed. "You want to do it, too. Want me to call Darryl over? I'm sure he'll let you feel his thing and play with it."

"I wouldn't dare!" said the younger girl, Even though she was only a year younger than Janet, her body had not begun its major changes; her tits were still the barest swellings that did not raise the fabric of her sleeveless blouse. It was obvious that they were sisters, but Liz was more sylph-like, and boyish, her short hair curly like her twin's, Leslie. The older pair of twins both had straight hair.

Janet relaxed and sat down by her sister, aware now that the youngster wasn't going to carry tales to anyone. She realized that Liz was watching her in awe and was unable to resist preening.

"Didn't it hurt?" Liz asked, insisting.

"Oh, a little bit," said Janet, playing down the actual pain. The stab when he entered, tearing her maidenhead, had been one of the worst hurts she could ever remember. But it was quickly over and gone, and there was nothing in her memory but the wonderful feeling of his cock as it first filled her cunt.

"It only hurts for a minute," she said. "You'll find out when your time comes."

"Gee, I hope I don't cry like you did-I thought he was hurting you bad. I was getting ready to call Papa, tell him to come home and stop him."

"I'm glad you didn't," Janet said, dryly. Liz was right-Papa would have kicked her black and blue. She rubbed her ass cheek as though the pain was really there.

"Gee, who ever figured old Darryl would have such a big thing?" said Liz. "It looked a lot bigger than Jimmy's when he gets stiff."

"When did you see Jimmy stiff?"

"Oh, I didn't, really-I just caught a peek at him in the bathroom. It wasn't that big, I'm sure. I bet even Papa isn't that big!"

"I wouldn't bet on that. Darryl's still only a kid, even if he is bigger than Jimmy."

"Gee, I wonder how big Papa's is?"

"Don't ask him," said Janet. "Or you will see some ass kicking!"

The girls were silent for a moment, sipping at their glasses, but Janet was aware that Liz could not tear her eyes away. She kept moving her gaze over the older girl's body, taking in the tits but dropping always to the groin, to the visible evidence of fucking.

"What's it like?" she asked.

"What's what like?"

"You know. Screwing. What does it feel like when he puts it inside you?"

"It feels great!"

"Is it better than rubbing yourself, or having Jimmy rub you?"

"Oh yes!" Then she realized the meaning of the second part of the question. "Who said I let Jimmy rub me?"

"You're not the only one who can see things," said Liz, tossing her hair. "I bet you and Jimmy have fooled around a lot more than Lea and me."

"Okay, so all of us like to play-so what? There's no reason for anyone to tell on the others, is there?"

"I'd never tell-!" said Liz. "Janet? Can I see inside your legs?"

Janet started to say no, then looked at the clock. There was more than half an hour before she'd have to start the potatoes for supper. She knew how curious she'd be if the roles were reversed, so why not give Liz a cheap thrill?

"You can if you want."

She turned on her stool, spreading her knees as her feet cocked against a rung, looking down at her wrinkled belly and the shape of her pointing tits. She could see the redness as the pudenda opened, revealing the walls of her cunt. She was still wet there, the juices thick enough to stand out.

Liz bent forward, then slipped down from her stool to kneel between her sister's legs, staring wide-eyed at the recently-punished cunt. Her tongue touched the corner of her lip as she cocked her head, her nose wrinkling with the first sharp stink. But she did not back away. After a minute, she reached out with one cautious finger to touch the soft redness, moving it across the side wall and through the slick.

"Gee! There's blood!"

"What?" Janet tried to bend down ever farther. "Where?"

"It's just a couple of drops. Did he take your cherry?"

For an instant Janet was irritated to think that her younger sister might know more about the actual process of entering a virgin for the first time. Then her re receded-she should have known all of the facts herself. Now she remembered that a cherry was supposed to bleed. It was a good thing she had put the blanket in the washer.

Crouching, the younger girl's face was right at the level of her cunt. Liz reached again, moving her finger completely around inside the lips, then shoving it back to touch the tiny cocklet and lighting a sudden fire that shot through Janet's loins. Janet shivered, her hands going to her tits. She felt the spongy erectness of her nipples, and wondered if they had been like that during Darryl's conquest.

"Your clitoris is hard," said Liz, conversationally, touching it. She rubbed her finger across its length and Janet shivered again.

"Don't! That makes me all hot again!"

Her ass was puckering now against the stool, and she bad to resist the impulse to close her thighs about her sister's hand. She wanted to feel the finger probing much deeper, wanted Liz to find the way back through the passage to the opening of her womb.

"Want me to rub you off?" the younger girl asked.

"Oh, yes!" And this time her thighs did close. "But not here! Let's go upstairs-on the bed!"

Liz was willing, and Janet was burning up with the heat of her desire as they hurried up the stairs to their own room. Once inside, she threw herself across the bed, eyes closed and legs drawn up. It seemed to take Liz forever to settle herself on the bed, and she opened her eyes again to see that her sister was undressing.

It seemed to take her forever, the younger girl's mound hairless when she finally climbed up onto the bed beside her sister. Liz knelt between Janet's legs, spreading the older girl's knees far apart to completely open the wet cunt for her gaze. Janet's pussy made a sucking noise from its wetness as it opened and then Liz's hand was entering the passage, taking the shape of the clit between three fingers She began a gentle massage of her sister's sex, settling back against her heels and her other hand dropping to her own pussy.

"OH!" Janet gasped as the fire touched deep, an electric wire tingling all of the way back into her womb. "OH, GOD! DO IT, LIZ!"

For perhaps half a minute the little girl worked her fingers against her sister's clit, moving them ever faster, heedless of the moisture that gathered about her hand and filled her palm. Janet's ass was lifting from the bed now, the girl no longer able to restrain herself from humping against the probing hand, She wanted to take Liz's wrist, shove her hand all of the way inside. She reached for the girl and caught her, her thighs closing about Liz's arm as Janet fell over on her side, breasts heaving. Liz had to follow, losing her balance.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Jesus! Please! Please!"

Now she was reaching for her sister, caught her about the waist, pulled her tight against her body so that they were laying head to groin. Liz's left hand was still trapped between Janet's legs, and now the older girl wrapped her arms about Liz's ass, hugging her with all her strength. Her face pressed against her younger sister's crotch, and Liz opened her legs automatically, letting Janet probe between them. She worked her fingers inside Janet's cunt as the older girl kissed her hairless pudenda, pressing her lips tight against her cunt. "Oh! What are you doing?"

Liz jumped as Janet's tongue moved into her pussy, touched her clit, the rough surface irritating the erection, and suddenly a sharp chill caught her gut. Liz gasped, her head thrown back as she humped against her sister's mouth. The tongue felt strange, felt marvelous, felt wonderful! She wanted to feel that licking all of the way.

"Oh, Janet! Lickme, please! Lick my pussy! It feels so good! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What are you doing to me?

Janet did as Liz asked, sending her tongue probing deep into her sister's cunt, the dry walls moistening now with her spit, and that serving as lubrication to make them slide against each other, slide against her intruding tongue. She probed until her tongue ached with the pressure, licking her young sister's virgin cunt. The taste was sweeter than she had imagined, even though Liz was not yet able to produce a liquor of her own.

Janet sucked greedily, the noise of her lips loud in the silence of the room. Her thighs continued their imprisonment of Liz's hand, but the younger girl was no longer able to return sensation for sensation, lost in the thrill of having her cunt eaten out by Janet's tongue. She pushed her ass against Janet's face, instinctively trying to draw the delightful probing tongue deeper within, her free hand wrapped tight now about Janet's ass, one finger clutching the cleft between the two buttocks and probing against the brown sphincter.

"Oh God!" cried the younger girl. "Oh it's so good! Suck me, Janet! You're burning me up! Ohhhhhh! Please, don't stop! Don't ever stop! Keep sucking me! Keep sucking!"

Janet tried to oblige, her mouth pressed full against the lips of Liz's cunt now in a wonderful moist kiss. The older girl's tits were heaving as she rose up over Liz, at last releasing the frozen band until the younger girl was flat on her back, Janet completely on top. She was riding Liz, her groin pushing down against the younger girl's face, fucking back across her features, until Liz was wet with the juices of the new fire burning there. Janet was supporting herself on her knees now, but still pressed her weight down on the youngster, rocking back and forth over her as she dug her fingers into Liz's ass Her mouth dripped wetly, noisily, against Liz's cunt, and for the next minutes the two girls sucked each other deeply, wildly, holding tight to each" other as they humped against their bed with their passion. Neither was experienced, but each seemed to know instinctively the way to make the other respond. The two young tongues worked together, Janet capturing Liz's clit between her teeth, Liz sucking on Janet's own trigger, until it seemed as though their entire bodies were on fire. The younger girl had never known, never imagined, such a wonderful feeling-if this was fucking, what had made her wait so long to discover its glory?

The bed was rocking with their passions as they moved together, Liz taking the place of the cock her sister wanted so much. Four sets of lips met wetly, mouth against cunt, pussy against mouth, as they sucked each other as deeply as they could. Janet's fingers nails were leaving deep marks in Liz's buttocks, but the younger girl felt none of the pain, knew only the joy of her sister's tongue as it probed deep within her passage, rubbed against the shield of the maidenhead. For a moment Janet was tempted to break Liz's cherry, then thought better of it: let the kid know the true feel of a cock slamming home for the first time. There was only one cherry in a girl's life-it was not something to be wasted.

"Oh, Christ!" She tore her face from Liz's crotch, reared up, belly arching down to weigh the youngster, ass grinding against Liz's face. She felt the churning within her body that meant her seed was boiling again, was once more preparing to spill out.

"Suck me, baby! Don't stop! Suck me, Liz!"

Liz read the urgency in Janet's cry even though she did not understand exactly what was happening. She buried her face m Janet's cunt until she could no longer breathe, knew only the heat of the older girl's cunt enfolding her, capturing her, keeping her sex slave and prisoner forever. She sucked eagerly, hungrily, using all of the strength of her lungs to pull her sister's cunt inside out, teeth digging now into the soft wails of the passage, capturing the cut and biting sharply until the older girl saw red pain through the haze of her body's arousal. Liz sucked as Janet fucked against her. face, until it seemed as though her tongue were being torn from its roots, as though she could taste her sister's body, flesh, cunt, all of the way down into her stomach…

"Ohhhhhh, yes! Keep going, Liz! Suck my pussy, make me cum! Yeahhhhhh! Fuck! Damn fuck! I feel it, I feel it! It's gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Ohhhhhh aggghhhhhh!"

It was happening. There was nothing she could do to stop it. Her body had responded for the first time to Darryl's driving prick, but now it was answering again the needs of her cunt. The juices generated, rose, overflowed their natural receptacle to spill out-into Liz, flooding her face, fifing her mouth and her nose and her ears. The young girl choked, tried to turn away, but she was still captive of her sister's legs, and could not escape. She could do nothing but take it, accept it, drink what spilled into her mouth.

"I'm cumming!" cried Janet. "Oh, God help me! Suck Liz! Suck me, suck me! I'm Cumminnnnnngggggg! Ohhhhhh!"

She slammed her pelvis down against the younger girl, held there for a long moment as everything in her gut suddenly ran out, spilling over the bed to wet Liz, and mark her with the stink of womanhood. The younger girl could not breathe. She felt her life being cut off; a blackness filled with shooting green and purple stars came over her eyes. Her hands pushed up at Janet's hips, trying to free herself, but the older girl was oblivious, knew only the needs of her own body. She flooded her sister with her juices, gasping and sighing at the tremendous relief, ignoring the spasms of pain.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, God! Fuck me! Oh,fuck me! That's Beautiful, That's Heaven! OHhhhhh!"

The flood slowed, eased, stopped. There was only the remaining pockets of trapped juice to ooze slowly over the roughened skin. Her hips unlocked, and let Liz free as she fell forward, rolling from the younger girl.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Her asshole puckered. "Oh, God! What a feeling! That was better than Darryl's cock in me! Oh, my God, I'm melted!"

Liz was crying. "You hurt me! I couldn't breathe!"

Instantly Janet was solicitous, and pulled herself around to take the younger girl's face between her hands.

"Oh, honey! I'm sorry, Liz! I'm sorry!"

"You hurt me!"

She captured the girl in her arms, pulled her tight against her chest, her tits crushing beneath the pressure. Liz's face was between her breasts, the tears rolling free as the child continued to sob. Janet patted her back, rubbed her arm as though she could rub away the ache.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, Liz! I couldn't help it-I never felt so wild in my life! You sucked me so nicely, you made me cum!"

"Please don't hurt me like that again."

"I won't, I promise. Next time I'll let you be on top, you can hold my head between your legs."

"Next time? You want to do it again?"

"Didn't it feel good? Except for the last part, when I got carried away?"

Liz snuffled a tear away from her nose, and rubbed her eye. The tears had stopped, and now she could no longer remember the terrible ache. But the pleasure was still there in her memory, the feeling of Janet sucking hard against her pussy-of Janet's cunt sucking against her lips.

"It did feel good," she said. "Lots better than just rubbing off. Is that what fucking is like, too?"

"Oh, no!" Janet laughed. "Fucking is something else again-something ever so much better! The two aren't at all alike, except that they both made me cum! I promise I'll suck you again whenever you want-but right now we gotta get moving! Papa will be home in another hour, and I've got to start supper!"

Liz giggled. "You better wash your face first-and the rest of you, too. Or he'll know that you've been up to something you shouldn't."

She sighed as Janet got off the bed, rubbing between her legs again. She was so wet down there! And it had felt good. She could hardly wait for her sister to suck her again.